Non-Consent/Interracial

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This is a closed thread for myself and Sensational204. It will be a non-consent/interracial thread. If this interests you, feel free to read along.

Name: Erika Smythe
Age: 25
Stats: Filipina/Latina mix, dark long hair, asian eyes, full lips. 5’7, 145 lbs, C-cup breasts, full round ass. Lives alone in an apartment building in NYC.

IC:

Another day at the office, finished. I was so thankful that it was Friday. I paid the cabby and then opened the cab door, struggling to pull my briefcase and Kenneth Cole purse out of the door before the overzealous cab driver zoomed off to find another fare. I had barely slammed the door when he raced off, going to make another dollar in the Big Apple. I cursed as I tripped over the curb, almost snapping the heel off my shoe. The cold New York wind whipped my long hair across my face, stinging my cheeks. I swore that one day I was going to move, but nowhere else paid as much for Interior Design as New Yorkers did. I climbed the 9 stairs to the front door of my building where Arthur, the doorman, stood waiting.

“Good evening, Miss Smythe.” He said as he helped me into the lobby.

“Thank you, Arthur.” I replied, already moving toward my mailbox to pick up another day’s junk mail. As I was leaning over to open my bottom box, I caught a glimpse of red out of the corner of my eye. I straightened up and looked to my left where a tall black man was headed out of the building. His red tie was flying back over his shoulder, so at least I’d figured out what had caught my attention. I examined him from behind, noting his smooth bald head, his broad shoulders and strong looking back. He was wearing a well cut dark gray business suit that fit him like it had been designed only for him. Hell, if he can afford living here, I thought, it probably was tailored just for him. I followed his form down the stairs where he disappeared into a cab. I smiled wistfully and headed toward the elevator, which would take me upstairs to my lonely apartment and my ever loyal cat.

Over the next few weeks, my fascination with the man I had seen in the lobby became almost an obsession. I’d always caught glimpses of him leaving the building. I assumed that the reason I was so infatuated was because I hadn’t seen his face yet. Maybe when that happened, I could put an end to this foolishness. You see, I had become quite intrigued with discovering who he was. His name was Damon, he lived in the apartment directly above mine, and he was not married. This I had learned from Arthur. Poor old guy didn’t even realize why I wanted to know. I was just good at working it into our conversations. I’d even taken to strolling Damon’s hallway in front of his apartment, hoping for a chance meeting. It was bound to happen one day. I just hoped it was sooner rather than later. Some nights I could hear him moving around upstairs, some old soul or new R and B music playing on his stereo. On those nights, I’d imagine I was there with him, snuggled up on his couch, sharing our dreams. I had started to think I was losing it.

One night, after an amazingly bad day at work, I was sitting on my couch sipping a glass of zinfandel. I had just seen Damon leaving by yet another yellow cab, so I knew my chances of meeting him in his hall tonight were slim to none. But for some reason, I told myself I’d stroll by before I went out that evening. I took extreme care in getting ready for my night out. I took a long shower, shaving my legs and my pussy so that both were equally smooth. A girl could never be too prepared, was my motto. I slipped on a pair of sheer black thigh highs, a short black skirt and a red corset that laced up the front. My breasts looked like they were about to spill out the top, but that was the look I was going for. I slipped on my black pumps, grabbed my purse, and was out the door. I rode the elevator to Damon’s floor and exited two apartments down from his. I moved casually in that direction, not expecting anything other than the usual tonight. When I was directly across from his door, I glanced at it and stopped dead in my tracks. His door was open. Just an inch or so, but OPEN! I couldn’t believe what thoughts were racing through my mind. I told myself that he wasn’t home. I could sneak in, find a picture, and maybe all this nonsense could be put to rest. I took a deep breath and before my determination could leave me, I pushed his door wide and entered his living room. I left the door open just an inch and looked around the apartment of my obsession.

His furniture was nice. Black leather with chrome and glass tables. Very modern. I promised myself I’d find one picture and leave. I moved toward his fireplace were there were several silver-framed photos. I had just picked one up and was staring at his face when I heard the door close behind me. I froze……I was caught.
 
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Name: Damon
Age: 26
Race: Black
Description: I'm 6'3, 185 lbs, well built with dark smooth skin, and a shaved head with a light well trimmed goatee. I work for a prestigious Brokerage Firm in Manhattan, and just moved into my new apartment building in the Chelsea district..

IC:

I had just had a terrible day at work. I work in the financial district for a top flight brokerage firm. Today I learned that we were fighting off a merger and I needed to be in Los Angeles by the next afternoon. As I boarded the elevator and pressed the button to my plush new apartment I took a second to lean back against the wall with a sigh. Loosening the grip on my briefcase and letting that thirty-second ride up to my apartment be a brief moment of peace. Smelling the subtle smell of my favorite cologne that I love to wear, and letting the stress of the day seep out of me.

I stepped off of the elevator and as I approached the door to my apartment, dressed in my dark blue suit, the crack of light escaping it's opening caught my attention immediately. My first impulse was rage. "I just know someone didn't break into my apartment! Not after I just worked my ass off to get in here. Moved in just two weeks ago and now somebody's already in my shit???" I headed for the open door with venemous intent. Ready to overpower whatever fucker had the nerve to violate my space and enter my home. Just as I got to the door and pushed it open, stepping through with my 6'3 physique.. I saw her, standing there holding one of my pictures.. Her eyes lit up like a deer in headlights.
 
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Erika:

I turned slowly toward the door when I heard it crash open. I am finally face to face with my obsession, who it seems is about to become my downfall. I smile weakly and put the picture back on the mantel. I bite my lip and try to think of something to say, but my mind is drawing a complete blank. Not only do I look like a thief, I must seem pretty stupid too. I run my sweaty palms over the tight fitting skirt I'm wearing and take a hesitant step toward Damon. I do have to admit, even though I'm scared shitless, that he is everything I've imagined and more. I'd been hoping he'd be ugly so I could get him off my mind, but that wasn't going to be possible anymore. His face was gorgeous, not to mention the body hiding under that suit. I'd hoped that we could have met on better terms...guess I wasn't going to gain a boyfriend out of this situation.

"Hi," I start, "I'm your neighbor from downstairs....I was walking by when I no..not..noticed your door was open......" I falter as he takes a silent step toward me. I almost wish he was yelling or something. This ominous silence could NOT be a good sign. "Well, guess I'll be going now." I say and start to walk briskly toward the door.....
 
Damon:

My anger had been seething when I walked through the door. I had seen this girl before. Only in brief moments and flashes as I boarded the elevator or jumped into a cab, but I had definitely noticed her. Seeing her there fumbling with her words, looking so shook. I approached her like a tiger stalking his prey, dropping my briefcase on the kitchen counter as I passed it by. She started to retreat as I grew closer. But I kep approaching. Backing her up until she was pressed flat against the wall. And I closed in with my hard body just inches from her. Trapping her between me and the wall. Towering over her and looking at her with a menacing grin before I finally spoke..

"So you like going through people's shit huh?"
 
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Erika:

I swallowed hard, my back definitely against the wall, this time in a literal sense. I licked my lips again and shook my head slightly.

Gathering my words I decided it was best to just be honest. "You see..the truth is....well....I'm not sure how to put this. So guess I'll just say it. I've seen you around the last couple of weeks, and I guess I've become a bit obsessed. I only see your back....I've been dying to see your face. So, when I walked by your apartment tonight and saw the door open, well, I thought I'd just come see one picture. Then I might be able to get you out of my head."

I look up into his face, but the menacing expression causes me to drop my gaze back to our feet. I don't know what's going to happen next, but it's definitely not going to be him asking me out on a date.
 
As I stood there staring her down, still angry and intent, I saw her swallow with nervousness. The movement drew my eyes from those bright exotic eyes of hers to her neck, where I saw the moister of perspiration coating her skin. The flush of fear running all the way down her chest and into her cleavage. My eyes followed it there. Then I licked my lips and brought my smoldering eyes back to her.

Listening to her talk, her feeble attempts at explaining weren't appeasing me at all. I was still brim with anger that she'd come into my place and violating my privacy. I raised my hand abruptly from my side and I saw her flinch. Only to to put the tip of my finger to her lips sternly to silence her. Giving her a "don't even try to play me look. No explaining is going to get you out of this. You've fucked up now." But the action of my finger just drew my eyes to her full soft gorgeous lips. And I felt the heat rising in me. I was the tiger and she was the prey..

I ran my finger down her lips, still staring at her, buring a hole through her brown skin with my dark eyes. I drew my hand down from her lips until my palm was flat up against the soft skin of her chest and I pushed her back forcefully. Forcing her back flat up against the wall. "So you wanna get to know me huh?", I said scowling. "I'll show you more than you EVER wanted to know about me." Keeping her pinned against that wall I leaned down with my soft full lips gave her a forceful dominant kiss, taking her breath away from her. Rhythmically and repeatedly devouring her gorgeous bottom lip into mine. Deeply and hungrily kissing her. Taking from her what was now mine....
 
Erika:

I shut up immediately when his finger pressed against my lips. My mouth was so dry I couldn't even swallow anymore. As I looked into his eyes and saw the intensity smoldering underneath his GQ appearance, I felt my heart drop into my feet. This was bad. Really bad. I never imagined that I would be able to tell what a man was thinking just by looking into his eyes. But with this one, I could. He was battling himself, unsure if he wanted to throttle me or fuck the shit out of me. I was hoping for the latter, deep down. But I didn't want it like this. I wanted him to put on some jazz, light candles, and love me down the way I deserved. I didn't want to be raped. When his full lips covered mine, though, I knew what part of him had won. And it wasn't going to be my physical death, only my spiritual one.

I put my hands against his chest and pushed as hard as I could. He didn't budge. Guess my small frame was no match for his. So I tried another tactic. I brought my knee up, hard, aiming for his groin. I made contact, but not hard enough to injure him. Only enough to anger him. I twisted my mouth out from under his and pushed again, this time he stumbled back a few steps. I stepped out around him and darted for the door. However, the heels I had worn to be attractive were now a hindrance. The 3 inch stiletto caught in his rug and I tripped, sprawling face first onto his floor. I rolled onto my back and scooted away, but not fast enough. He was on me in an instant.
 
Just as I was getting into the kiss, I felt her knee spike me right in the thigh. "what the fuck??? I know this bitch didn't try to knee me in the nuts!!" As she ran she tripped on the rug and I pounced on her immediately, covering her petite form with my body. Grabbing the curves of her hips to restrain her. "Don't even try it I", I rasped in her ear through clenched teeth. "Just because you think you're cute you think you can fuckin get away with any fucking thing???" I pinned her to the floor with my body. Forcing her arms out wide and holding them down to the soft rug. Feeling her soft full butt underneath my hips. "You wanna get to know the REAL Damon?? Is this what you been thinking about?" I smacked her ass with a hard slap.. pinning her down with my forearm across her back and my hand holding her shoulder...
 
Erika:

I cry out as I feel his hand slap my ass. I cannot fucking believe that this is happening to me. I squirm underneath him, my full ass pushing up into his crotch.

"Let me go! You can't get away with this! Everyone knows who I am, they'll come after you if you do this. Please just let me leave. I won't say anything. I promise, no one will ever know. Just me and you. And I'll stop following you. I won't bother you anymore, god, pleaseplease just let me go." I don't want to but I feel myself starting to cry. My lip is quivering and I can feel tears forming in my eyes.

"Is this what you've been thinking about?" he hisses in my ear, slapping my ass again.

I shake my head, crying for real now as the implications of what is about to occur flash through my mind. "No, its not! I don't want it like this! Please, let me go...we can talk, god don't rape me! I've wanted you for weeks, but not like this." I squirm again, trying to crawl from under him to no avail. I'm trapped. I only hope that he doesn't hurt me too bad. It seems that there's no getting out of the mess I've gotten myself into. I finally go limp, my cheek pressed into the carpet as tears roll down my face. I lie there under him, waiting for his next move.
 
Feeling a mixture of intensity and rage, I was more turned on than I'd ever been in my life. This helpless little hottie pinned down underneath me was hot as FUCK. And her screams of helplessness only added to my boiling emotions. "Don't you dare fuckin move", I voiced smooth and sternly right into her earlobes. With that said I slid my hands up the back of her thighs and under her shot black dress. Grabbing the edges of her skimpy thong and pulled at it ripping it right off her her beautiful round ass. Then I slid the dress up her back leaving her bare and exposed to the cool air. Only to contrast that with my hot full lips planting a deep open mouthed kiss right in the small curve of her back. And then working their way down. Right over her beautiful brown skin, down to the cleft of her butt..
 
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Erika:

I tried not to whimper when he ripped my thongs off. As my ass became bared to the coolness of the room, I began to cry a little harder. This was horrible. I'd never imagined getting raped. I'd always been one of those girls who thought it would never happen to them. I clenched my fists into his carpet as I felt his mouth touch the skin of my lower back. As his mouth moved down over my rounded ass cheeks I closed my eyes, praying that this would be quick. Maybe he's a one minute man, I thought to myself, tears pouring down my face in a stready stream.

As his tongue traced the cleft of my ass, I felt my pussy spasm. Oh god no! This couldn't be exciting me. Being raped was not my idea of pleasure. Yet here I was, my pussy overtaking my mind. I could feel my clit tingle as his tongue licked my ass cheek and then my pussy got wet. I hoped to god that he didn't realize that I was getting turned on. It would only make him smug and make this more humiliating for me. I closed my eyes and prayed for him to make it quick.
 
The scent of her arousal was definite. It smelled sweet and delicious. Her mouth was saying no, but her body was calling for it. And I was yearning to fuck the shit out of this cute girl. Take out all of the stress of my day, and my annoyance and turn it all into an animal lust through my hips with her impaled on my dick. But first.. I wanted to make her beg for it. I kisssed my way down her ass. Then I pushed on the back of her thighs til I had her on her knees. And I tongued her pussy with a deliciously expert tongue. First taking a lonnnng slow lick from the junction of her lips to the near crack of her ass. Parting her lips as I licked her and tasting her sweet delicious candy on my tongue. But holding onto her thighs tightly. Holding her still. I thought I heard a sound come from her. Either a moan, or a wimper.. or some combination of both.
 
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Erika:

I couldn't believe this. Here I was, on my knees, face shoved into a carpet while some stranger licked my pussy! And I was fucking loving it! I squeezed my eyes shut and pressed my face deeper into the deep rug. I didn't want him to hear the moans coming from deep within my body. I gripped the rug and tried to keep my ass from pushing back against his face when his skilled tongue circled my throbbing clit. I swallowed and bit my lips, my pussy growing wetter by the minute. I knew he knew. His face buried itself in my steaming cunt and his full lips sucked on my clit, causing my hips to betray me. I felt my body losing control as I began rocking on my knees, making my pussy press against his mouth harder. I wiggled my ass a bit, rubbing my juices all over his face. I could feel an orgasm beginning, and dammit, if he was going to humiliate me like this, than I was at least going to come! I spread my legs farther and felt my clit tightening as my release grew nearer. I began whimpering and shaking, wanting to come so badly.....
 
Damn her pussy was fucking gorgeous. I licked and licked at her relentlessly, losing all sense of time and space. And here I was thinking I would be using HER for MY pleasure tonight. But there was a certain satisfaction in knowing that I was getting to her. That I was breaking down her restraint and self resolve. I tongued her soft little pussy hard and deep, soft and sweet. In a million delicoius ways and variation. Before finally hitting on that spot that she LOVED and when I found it, I went at it repeatedly. In turn sucking her off sweetly with my hot wet mouth. Making pulsing, repeated contractions with my mouth like I was trying to swallow her beautiful hard clit to the back of my throat.

And just as her muffled breaths and gasps got near to an erratic staccato, where she was just about to orgasm onto my soft mouth and lips.. I pulled away from her, giving one last wet kiss to her clit to remember the sensation. I raised myself up behind her, and ran my hand down her back to the point where her delicately curved neck joined her shoulders. And I pushed her head further down into the carpet with her ass still wiggling up in the air. And I smacked her butt again, gripping it tightly in my hand. I mumbled an irrepressible "mmmyfuckinggod" at how fucking GOOD her ass looked. Goddamn! I was going to fuck the shit out of her tonight, and enjoy every wet moan-filled little minute of it. I was going to use her for my own little sex toy, no matter what she said.

Still holding her down in one strong hand I unbuckled the belt of my pants with the other. Sliding them down to my knees while I knelt behind her fine ass. My grey form fitting boxer briefs did little to disguise the long thick bulge of my hardness or my strong toned body. As I threw off my jacket and pulled open my shirt my tight abdomen appeared above the waistline of my boxers. I slid my arm down her back and a hand went into her curly thick hair. Taking a handful in my fist I pulled her up and back against my body. Her smooth back rubbing against my broad chest and tight muscular tummy.

It was just then that I noticed how beautiful the contrast of our complexions was. Her cinnimon brown skin against my glistening cocoa colored complexion. Her small frame to my larger body. I leaned into her and closed my soft full lips against her neck, giving her a deep and forceful kiss there. The force of my kiss pushed her head to the side, leaving a long plane of her smooth neck to devour. This girl had no idea what she's gotten herself into..
 
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Erika:

I groan in disappointment as I feel Damon's mouth abandon my soaked pussy. He grabs my hair and pulls me up so that my body is pressed against his. I sob again, this time in frustration. I feel his mouth on my neck, but I want it back on my pussy. Then I realize that I'm able to move. He's released my hair and is just holding onto my arms lightly as he kisses my neck. He must think that I'm going to give in. Hell no! True, I'm horny as hell and want to come, but I'm not getting off during a rape. I'll take care of myself once I'm out of his apartment.

I decide to play along for a bit, letting him kiss down my neck to my shoulder. I try to ignore the ever growing tingle in my pussy so that I am level headed when I make my move. I wiggle my ass back against his growing cock. I'm amazed to feel the size of it. I've never had one like that before! Once again, my will falters as I wonder what it would feel like to be fucked with that thing. I swallow and push the thought out of my head. I feel his hands cup my full breasts through my corset, squeezing them and pulling at the erect nipples. When his hands let go and slide down my tummy, I decide that I have to move SOON. I feel his hands slide around my back to the snap on my skirt. Just before he gets a grasp on the material, I throw myself forward onto my hands and knees and start crawling frantically toward the door. I manage to push my body away from his without him getting a good hold on me. I scramble to my feet and run, this time making sure my heel doesn't catch on something. I actually have the doorknob in my hand when I feel him slam into me from behind, mashing my breasts against the hard wood of his door. I scream, but his hand clamps around my mouth, shutting the yell off before its even started.

"Now you've pissed me off." he growls in my ear as he begins to drag me backward. I close my eyes and wonder what the hell is going to happen now.
 
"Oh! This bitch thinks that I'm playin!" I had her pinned against the solid door with my hips, my hard cock pressed up against her butt. My strong body pressed her curvaceous form into the door. Then I wrapped my arms around her and dragged her back into the kitchen with her legs flailing. Her shoes falling off as she tried to dig them into the floor. I flung her around and slapped her body forward onto the kitchen table, holding her down forcefully against the table by my hand on the back of her neck. I spread her feet apart with mine on the floor, leaving her bent over the kitchen table on her tip toes - her soft pussy open and exposed to me.

With my free hand I pushed down my boxers freeing my thick hard dick. It fell out and slapped her against her buttocks. Letting her feel what she was about to get a taste of. My muscular and smooth black buttocks were exposed as I stood there behind her. The tight curve of my strong back was above that, leading to the broad cross of my shoulders. My hand was holding her tightly down to the table. My breath was heaving and seething. I was about to take out all of my anger and rage, and fuck the shit out of this pretty little bitch until I had her cumming all over my long thick dick. I reached down with my free hand and ran the length of my middle finger into her pussy, feeling her wetness. I felt her shudder. Then with suddenness I took hold of her hips with my powerful hands and pressed the crown of my hardness against her soft tight pussy. Hearing her gasp as I touched her..
 
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Erika:

I gave up. Totally and completely. I lie there, my breasts flat against the dining room table, my legs spread, and his huge hand holding my head down. I felt him slide a finger deep into my pussy. Hell, even his finger felt big enough to be a cock. I closed my eyes and waited for the inevitable. All of my fight was gone. I'd take what he gave and then go home. Not even to the police. This was my fault. If I hadn't become an obsessed bitch I definitely wouldn't be where I was. If I'd approached him in a normal way, maybe I'd be getting the royal treatment, instead of this rough abuse. I sighed as the fleshy head of his dick stroked my pussy. His hand squeezed around my neck and one grasped my hip as he slid his length deep inside of me. My traitorous pussy clasped around his hardness and I heard him sigh. I hadn't been fucked in months, so I knew I was tight. And I definitely hadn't been with anyone of his size. I instinctively tightened my pussy around him and pressed back a little, my ass jiggling as it hit his hips. I bit my lip and waited for him to start thrusting....part of me now wanting it.
 
mmmyfuckingod she was tight!! Slidding into her was like falling into the most deliciously comfortable place you had ever been. Her pussy felt like a warm tight glove around me. Inside it curved to fit my dick perfectly. The sensation was so damn good I had to just stop and hold deep deep inside of her, swimming in the emotion. "mmm", I grunted again! Feeling her milking me with her pussy. "Oh fuck no! She wasn't going to be getting to me!", I snapped back to reality. I was the one in control here. And I was going to MAKE her understand that.

I started to slide in and out of her with strong, smooth insistent strokes. Looking down and seeing the lips of her wrapped around my cock, making it all wet and slick as I stroked it in and out of her. That part of my pelvis just about my cock hitting her right in the ass as I got deeper into it. Lifting her up inch by inch higher onto her toes as I pushed her over the table with my hips. Keeping my rhythm smooth and slow and steady. Teasing and taunting her with my deep penetration..
 
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Erika:

I groaned into the tablecloth as I felt myself being lifted higher onto my toes from his hard thrusts. My pussy was clenched around his dick and I could feel the orgasm rebuilding. It didn't take long for me to get back to the level I had been at when his mouth was the one providing the pleasure. Both of his hands were now on my hips, pulling me up and into his thrusts, which provided the deepest penetration imagined. I could feel the head of his cock brushing my cervix with every push. I lifted my head from the table and braced myself on my hands. Arching my back I began to move my hips in small circles so that the feeling of him driving into me was supplemented with the feeling of my soaking pussy swirling around him. He groaned again and grasped my hips tighter, his cock pressing into me harder. I cried out at the feeling and began using my hands to push back just as hard as he was pushing forward. The feeling was un-fucking-believable! I pushed myself away from the edge of the table a bit, just enough that one of my hands could slide down to finger my clit. I applied a bit of pressure to my tingling clit and felt my orgasm grow closer. God, I hoped he let me come this time.......
 
My hips matched hers in a perfect rhythm. We grunted and gasped, tugged and rubbed and pulled our way close to orgasms. I turned up the intensity another notched and started pounding away at her with my thick, smooth, slightly curved cock. The heaviness of it weighing inside her pussy as I hungrily fucked her. And just as her exhales reached a frenzied high pitched rhythm taking her close to orgasm I withdrew from her with an audible wet smack. My heavy cock falling out of her pussy. My black muscular body leaning over her beautiful cinnimon skinned body. "You better not come yet!", I commanded. "Don't you even think about it!" My cock was yearning to be back inside of her. But I wanted her in a different way. Standing her up I scooped her in my arms and carried her to the bedroom...
 
Erika:

When he started thrusting faster, meeting me push for shove, I thought I was in heaven. I could feel my heart beating faster and my climax coming closer. I started moaning out loud and rubbing my clit with more pressure. I could sense he wanted to come too. Just when I felt my pussy clamp and my clit start pulsing, everything stopped. He jerked his cock out of me, leaving me pushing my ass back at nothing. I cried out in frustration and slid my fingers down to fill the void that his large dick had left. Before I could make myself come, he whispered in my ear, "You better not come yet! Don't you even think about it!" He picked me up and I whimpered as I felt myself pressed against his muscular chest. I slid my arms around his neck and snuggled my face into his shoulder, not wanting him to see the need in my eyes. I heard him chuckle as he strode down what I assumed was the hallway leading to his room. I licked my lips and tasted him. I started pressing kisses to his pecs, licking the thin sheen of sweat that had formed from our fucking. He groaned and then suddenly I felt myself being tossed. I landed in the center of his huge bed so forcefully that my corset ripped and my left breast was bared. I crossed my arms over my chest and scooted back toward the edge of the bed. He sensed what I was doing and shook his head, staring at me menacingly. I stopped and waited for the next move.
 
I grabbed her by her legs and pulled her back closer to my edge of the bed. Really getting a second to look at her for the first time, I realized how fucking beautiful she was. The mixture of lust and timidness and fear made her even more beautiful. I stood there and studied her for a moment. Then taking a step back I spoke to her in a solid commanding tone, "Strip for me." Looking her dead in the eye, her big brown eyes looking back at me. "take it off right now." I saw her look at my body and lick her lips, considering my command. "Don't test me. Do it."
 
Erika:

When he ordered me to strip, my mind refused to acknowledge the command at first. No man had ever told me to strip for him, and I never would have considered it if he had. I'm way too shy for that kind of bullshit. And now that my rapist was telling me to, I was actually considering it. What the fuck was wrong with me? I licked my lips again....I knew that all this lip licking was probably turning him on, but its a bad habit. After checking out his tight body and then finally seeing the hardness I'd been about to come all over, I decided that I didn't care how I came, I just had to. And if he wanted me to strip, then dammit, I'd strip. And I'd make him want me at the same time. Not just my pussy, but ME. I nodded slowly and smiled seductively. I know he felt the change come over me and was actually confused. I strolled over to his stereo system and knelt before it. I could tell he was staring at me as I looked through his cds and finally picked one. I slid it into his cd player, after figuring out how the damned thing worked. As I picked the selection, I told him to sit down on the bed. I heard it squeak as he actually did what he was told.

As the first strains of "Red Light Special" by TLC flowed through the room, I could tell he was shocked that I was actually getting into this. I turned my back to him and began rolling my hips to the music, running my hands over my bare ass and squeezing. I eased down the zipper on my skirt and pushed it down around my waist, leaving me wearing my black thigh highs and a corset. I turned to him and strolled toward him, my hands covering my pussy. Stopping in front of where he sat, I started unlacing my corset. I did it slowly, only allowing him glimpses of the flesh beneath. I pulled my long hair over my shoulders and dropped the corset to the floor. My hair now covered my breasts, only my taut nipples showing through. I straddled him on the bed, my knees on either side of his thighs. I ran my hands over his chest and then leaned down to suck on one of his nipples. I heard him gasp and his hands slowly pushed my hair back over my shoulders. My breasts were now exposed and he took the opportunity to start stroking them. I moaned and moved my hips in circles, following the rhythms of the song perfectly. I could feel the head of his cock on my pussy, so I knew he could feel how wet I was. As the song ended, I whispered in his ear, "How was that?"
 
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My god, what was she doing to me.. As I watched her strip and come closer to me, my heart was racing. I sat there with my bare black ass naked on the bed fielding a raging hard on. And this girl was getting to me. Just a minute ago it was I who was in control! It was I who wanted to use her, to punish her, to dominate her. And now I wanted to please her. She whispered to me, asking me that question. And I couldn't answer. My words were caught in my throat. So instead I kissed her. Not like the first time. This time seductively, slowly. I caressed her lips with mine in an ever deepening and entangled kiss. I ran my hands up the sides of her back until they were underneath her arms. And I lifted her body easily and turned her over onto her back in the middle of the bed. I moved my body over her and kissed her again, loving the taste of her lips. Grinning at her I said playfully, "You're still gonna get it you know?"
 
Erika:

Finally I had him. I smiled up at him and nodded. "I hope so. I've been wanting *it* for weeks." I joked. I slid up the bed until my head was resting on his pillows. I reached out and put both my hands on his face, pulling him down for a slow kiss. I traced his lips with my tongue and then sucked the lower one into my mouth. Now that he was being all I'd wanted, I decided I'd do something that I'd been wanting to do since I first saw him. I put my hands on his shoulders and pushed him backwards, until he was lying on his back. I began at the top of his beautiful bald head and kissed down his body, lingering in the most sensitive spots: his ears, lips, neck, nipples, bellybutton. When I reached his still hard cock, I avoided it, and ran my tongue down his left thigh. I lapped at his skin, biting the flesh softly. I didn't want to hurt this gorgeous man, only pleasure him. I moved my mouth to his other thigh and licked it up and down to. Slowly, ever so slowly, I moved my mouth closer to his hardness. I allowed my full lips to brush it, breathing out so that he could feel how warm and moist my mouth was. I felt his thighs quiver under my palms and I smiled against his cock. I slid my lips up and took his head in my mouth, sucking it gently. I traced it with my tongue and then looked up his body at him, my mouth still wrapped around his dick. I looked into his eyes and then slowly swallowed his entire length. He cried out and put his hands in my hair guiding my rhythm. I stopped and removed my mouth....."You like?"
 
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